I use to be extremely close to this boy named Raven. He was a compulsive liar, and it began to affect me. So we had a falling out, and although he tried to get back in touch with me, I kept myself away from him. Months later he died in a car accident. I was still angry at him, and although it sounds terrible, I didn't start to care about his death till about two years later. Then I began crying over him, and realized how much I loved him, and how much I really cared. It kills me to know he died hating me, and knowing I hated him at that time. I still love him, but have tried to move on. I'll have dreams about him still, we'll be together and be happy, but in real life I've come to the realization that he's gone, and I have to move on with my life. I am doing okay now, dealing with his memory. However, I've been contemplating whether or not I should go up to our old school and get a year book from our school year together. I don't have any pictures of him, and would really wish to see his face again. I'm not sure if this would be good for me, or bad for me. If it would just open up old wounds, make it harder for me to move on, and undo all the moving on I've already accomplished, or help me to cherish his memory. What do you think? Should I get a picture of him, or not? Would it only make things harder for me?
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